Daughter of aristocratic family

Chapter 248 Interest
On the sixth day of copying scriptures at Wenxin'an, there was a rare drizzle. The rain wet the step stones, and the smoke enveloped the green trees, creating a quiet and quiet atmosphere.

After copying scriptures for a while, Song and Yuan songs were about to be expounded again. Zhao Wangshu accompanied her out of the Zen room and went to the clean room in the backyard.

"Young mistress, girl, why don't you go another way." Hong Chang stopped them and said.

Song Yuanqu, who had been pregnant for three years, did not understand the meaning behind the words. He looked at Hong Chang in confusion and asked, "Why do you want to change the road? I have always walked this road well."

Zhao Wangshu immediately became alert, "Sister-in-law, didn't you say yesterday that there was a loose bluestone on this road? On a rainy day, we'd better be cautious and change the road."

Only then did Song Yuanqu realize, "Then change the way."

Wenxin'an looks even more peaceful and peaceful in the rain. The water splashing on the bluestone road brings bursts of coolness, intertwined with the scent of incense from the temple, making people feel clear.

After going to the clean room to relieve themselves, the aunt and sister-in-law returned to the meditation room safely and continued copying scriptures.

Hong Chang went out for a trip. When she came back, she told Song Yuanqu and Zhao Wangshu, "An old lady who just came to the nunnery to keep her fast was frightened by a cat that jumped out and fell when she passed by that road. Okay. There is no danger, just a slight scratch. I am thinking, if the young lady and the girl go that way, the consequences will be disastrous. "

After listening to Song Yuan's song, she felt lingering fear. She held Zhao Wangshu's hand tightly and said, "Sister-in-law, fortunately we changed paths."

If she fell while she was pregnant, she would definitely not be in danger.

Zhao Wangshu also felt scared for a while. She gently patted the back of Song Yuanqu's hand and said comfortingly: "Sister-in-law, don't be afraid. Bodhisattva will protect us."

Carrying songs from the Song and Yuan Dynasties, Zhao Wangshu asked Hong Chang, "Did Fan Jinyao ask someone to do it?"

"Yes." Hong Chang nodded, "When Miaoren told the slave, it was too late to catch the cat, so I had to ask the eldest mistress and the girl to go another way."

A cold light flashed in Zhao Wangshu's eyes, "Treat the other person in his own way. I want Fan Jinyao's leg."

The midwife and the two maids could not be found for a long time. Zhao Wangshu's patience was almost exhausted and he decided to collect some interest first.

"Hong Chang, do you know what to do?" Zhao Wangshu asked in a low voice.

"This slave knows what to do. The girl is waiting to hear the good news from this slave." Hong Chang withdrew.

The next day, the aunt and sister-in-law went to Wenxin Temple as usual to copy scriptures.

Zhao Wangshu was sitting in the Zen room in the nunnery. The sun was shining slantingly outside the window, and the faint light and shadow fell on her face, adding a bit of tranquility.

She held the pen in her hand, but had no intention of copying the scriptures, her thoughts had already drifted away.

I wonder if Hong Chang can get things done today?
"Sister-in-law, what are you doing?" Song Yuanqu saw Zhao Wangshu holding a pen and not writing for a long time.

Zhao Wangshu came to his senses and said with a smile: "It's nothing."

At this moment, footsteps were heard outside the door, and Hong Chang walked in with a trace of pride on her face.

The corners of Zhao Wangshu's lips raised slightly, it seemed that the matter had been settled.

In the backyard of Wenxin'an, Fan Jinyao was moaning in pain. Her right leg could no longer move, her face was pale, and her eyes were filled with fear and anger.

She never expected that she had just attacked Song Yuanqu yesterday and would be retaliated against today.

But she couldn't complain about this, she could only suffer the loss of being dumb.

At the beginning of noon, Zhao Wangshu and Song Yuan Qu left the nunnery and came home, and happened to meet Fan Jinyao who was carried out by the nuns in the nunnery. Her broken foot was splinted, and she was listless and extremely embarrassed. When she saw Zhao Wangshu and Song Yuanqu, a trace of resentment flashed in her eyes, but she had to lower her head.

With courtesy to the injured, Zhao Wangshu and Song Yuanqu let Fan Jinyao get on the carriage and leave first, but her carriage suddenly fell apart before she had gone far, and Fan Jinyao only heard a scream.

Song Yuanqu kindly shouted: "Go and save people quickly."

Fan Jinyao was rescued and was not injured, but her broken foot was dislocated and had to be re-attached.

Looking at Fan Jinyao, who was sweating profusely in pain and looking pale, Zhao Wangshu showed no sympathy at all and said coldly, "You will not survive if you do it yourself."

After copying the Seven-Day Sutra, Song Yuanqu sent people back to his parents' home to inquire about his brother's condition. When he learned that Song Huai had recovered from health, he clasped his hands together and recited, "Amitabha, Bodhisattva bless you."

Zhao Wangshu felt incredible, "Is the Bodhisattva really so smart?"

She didn't believe it, and just when she was puzzled about the explanation, Lady Qiao came to report, "Girl, Mr. Song is a young man, but he was born in a wealthy family. He cannot bear it, and he will die young."

Zhao Wangshu gasped, it was really a way of borrowing life. She had helped copy scriptures several times. Has her lifespan been shortened a lot?
Fortunately, Mrs. Qiao's next words reassured her a lot, "The Lord of Chunjuan County has a tough life, but he can be controlled. Princess Rui Changcheng recognizes her as her adopted daughter in order to let her take over the life of Mr. Song."

"Since we have the Lord of Chunjuan County, why do we still need my sister-in-law and I to go into the nunnery and copy scriptures?" Zhao Wangshu asked in confusion.

"I heard that the Lord Chunjuan's destiny is not good enough, and he must be supported by noble people. The girl is the noble person of Mr. Song, and the eldest mistress and Mr. Song are the same mother and are related by blood, so she can also support Mr. Song." Lady Qiao replied. road.

Zhao Wangshu rubbed his forehead, this nagging thing was puzzling, "The blood belongs to the Lord of Chunjuan County?"

"Yes."

Zhao Wangshu suddenly thought of a sentence, all the gifts given by fate have been secretly marked with a price, and excessive greed will eventually pay the corresponding price.

I don’t know if Zhao Shuqing knew about it, or if she regretted it.

Zhao Wangshu didn't need to go to Wenxin'an to copy scriptures, so he went to Zhixiang Pavilion to watch the girls learn makeup.

When she left, the girls were learning to comb their hair, their dexterous fingers dancing in the hair, and after a while, they had their hair in a bun.

When the girls saw Zhao Wangshu standing at the door, they hurriedly stood up and saluted, "I have seen the girl, please say hello to the girl. Wish you good luck."

"No need to be polite." Zhao Wangshu helped him.

Laidi asked: "Look, girl, this is the bun we just styled. What do you think?"

Zhao Wangshu looked at the bun carefully, it was elegant and generous, and praised: "It looks good, your skills are getting better and better. Practice hard, and you will definitely be able to have more beautiful hairstyles in the future."

Hearing this, the girls showed bright smiles on their faces, "Thank you girl for your encouragement, we will definitely work hard."

Zhao Wangshu stayed in Zhixiang Pavilion for a while and was very pleased to see the girls working so hard.

A few days later, Yao Shanzhi came to Zhao Wangshu and said, "I asked someone to calculate three days. Do you think which day is better for opening the business?"

Zhao Wangshu took the paper, which read: June 12th, June 18th and June 27th, but he chose the middle day: June 18th.

Yao Shanzhi took out another piece of paper, "I'm going to invite these people, what about you?"

"I'll just invite one." Zhao Wangshu only planned to invite Zhao Shuangzhi.